But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine.
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But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine.
If you go looking for a friend, you're going to find they're very scarce. If you go out to be a friend, you'll find them everywhere.
No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.
Without friends no one would choose to live, though he had all other goods.
Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.
Misfortune shows those who are not really friends.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
My best friend is the one who brings out the best in me.
Treat people as if they were what they ought to be and you help them to become what they are capable of being.
The pieces I am, she gather them and gave them back to me in all the right order.
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at last one which makes the heart run over.
We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet. Even longer,' Pooh answered.
Go oft to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke the unused path.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
I have lost friends, some by death...others by sheer inability to cross the street.
Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . ."
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered. "Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you.
Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.
We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.
A man's growth is seen in the successive choirs of his friends.
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